Bride Doesn’t Want Her Dad in Wheelchair to Walk Her Down the Aisle until She Sees Him on TV — Story of the Day

A woman doesn’t want her father to walk her down the aisle because she is embarrassed by his wheelchair. However, when she sees him on TV a few days before the wedding, she regrets her decision and changes her mind.

When Lisa Terrell’s mother died when she was just two years old, her father, Edward, took up her care. Caroline Terrell had died in a terrible hurricane that hit their town years ago, demolishing their home and leaving Edward in a wheelchair due to a severe injury.

Nonetheless, nothing could stop Edward from raising Lisa with love and giving her the finest of everything. He was a well-known journalist and began working remotely following his injury to provide for them.

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However, most people in Lisa’s life were unaware she had a father until he paid her a surprise visit at her school one day.

Lisa had always told her friends that her father was too busy to spend time with her, which is why he never attended school functions or parent meetings. However, the reality was that the invitations never made it to Edward since Lisa was embarrassed by him and didn’t want her friends to see him.

She adored him as a youngster, but as she grew up, the image of her father in a wheelchair mortified her and wrecked her relationship with him.

She was confused as she looked at the television and noticed her father sitting alongside the host.

Still, Edward never reneged on his duties. He was always there for his daughter and saved enough money to send her to a top university.

On the other hand, Lisa did not want him by his side. In fact, when she met her boyfriend, Harrison, at university, and they decided to marry after graduation, she didn’t want Edward to be there for the wedding.

As a result, she freaked out when Harrison asked her to invite Edward to dinner at his parents’ place. His parents were wealthy and of the upper crust. What would they think if they saw an elderly man in their home in a wheelchair? Lisa was ashamed by the very thought of it.

However, based on Harrison’s enthusiasm in inviting Edward to dinner, Lisa realized she didn’t have an out this time. So she had to fake a grin and say she’d ask Edward if he was free.

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When Lisa told Edward about the invitation to dinner, he was more than just free. He was overjoyed for Lisa for finding someone who adored her.

On the night of the dinner, he dressed nicely in a suit and Harrison’s family received him warmly. The young man’s parents were impressed that Edward had reared a daughter on his own. Besides, Edward had a wonderful sense of humor, and everyone had a great time at the dinner. Everyone except Lisa, whose cheeks were flushed crimson with shame the entire time since the man in a wheelchair was her father…

A few weeks before the wedding, Lisa made up her mind. She confronted Edward one night over dinner and notified him that he would not be on the wedding guest list.

“Dad, I wanted to talk to you about the wedding,” she began, glancing at her plate and moving her fork around the spaghetti.

“Yes? What exactly is it, honey?” Edward inquired. “Is there something bugging you about the wedding, the expenses? If that’s the case, I have some bonds that we could use. After all, I did keep it for you…”

“No, dad! It’s just that,” Lisa paused for a moment, “Harrison and I intend to hold the wedding here in New York, but the problem is that we’re having it at one of the city’s largest hotels, and… I just thought it would be best if you didn’t attend the event. You know, there would be way too many guests!”

Edward’s smile vanished as he stared at Lisa, speechless. “I – I don’t understand…What’s the problem?”

Lisa sighed and fixed her gaze on him. “Look, Dad, it’s just that… The guests will be exclusive, and they’re all businessmen and high-class people. Imagine a man in a wheelchair walking his daughter down the aisle in front of them… I don’t know…It’s just weird.”

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“A man in a wheelchair is weird?” Edward’s eyes welled up. He couldn’t believe Lisa was indirectly cutting him off the wedding guest list. But he grasped the cue and forced a grin, hiding his tears from her.

“Is that it? Oh, you’re right! After all, this old age is catching up with me,” he said, faking a laugh. “I may not be able to handle such a large gathering. It’s ok – it’s ok!”

“Thanks for understanding, dad,” Lisa said bluntly and went away to her room. Before dissing Edward, she didn’t think twice about all the years of love and care he’d given her, but eventually, she regretted it.

A few days later, she was watching a show titled “American Heroes” on TV when the emcee announced Edward’s name. She was confused as she looked at the television and noticed her father sitting alongside the host.

Soon after, the camera focused on a screen that displayed images of Edward in a wheelchair and the hurricane that had hit their town years before. He turned out to be one of the brave journalists who had managed to save his family and help his neighbors throughout the disaster.

Edward had a solemn expression as he narrated the whole story of how he’d managed to help people, especially his family.

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“I will never forget that day. It was terrible… we lost practically everything,” he explained. “My wife died in the accident, and my daughter was just two years old at the time. As the debris surrounding us fell, I noticed my daughter standing right there…underneath that spot where it was falling.

“I went to save her and took her into my arms, but as I ran, a large section of the ceiling cracked and crashed on my back, causing a spine injury that prevented me from walking again.”

Lisa’s jaw sank to the floor, and her tears welled up when she heard that. “Dad saved me?” she was shocked.

“It was hard for me,” Edward continued. “But you know, you can’t really avoid your fate. So I gathered courage, knowing I just couldn’t give up in life, especially because I know I had a daughter who was now reliant on her father.”

Lisa was utterly embarrassed about herself at this point. She cried after Edward’s interview, cursing herself for being a terrible daughter, and decided to make it up to him.

So on her wedding day, she did walk down the aisle with Edward, but before the wedding ceremony began, she needed to tell the guests something VERY important…

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As she took the microphone near the altar, she approached Edward, who was sitting among the guests, fell on her knees, and hugged him. “I know this is one of the most important days of my life, and I’ve been waiting for it for so long!” she cried, holding his hands in hers. “But none of this would have been possible if my father had not been by my side.”

“Ever since mom passed away, I never saw dad saying even once how hard it was for him to raise me alone. He did have hard days, but he never showed me the slightest hint of it. But what did I do? I was about to remove him from the wedding list because I was embarrassed about him being in a wheelchair. Yes, that’s right!”

“If only I had known that dad is in a wheelchair because he injured his back while saving me, I’d have never ever done that. I have been horrible to the man who loves me the most!”

“So I’d like to apologize to him in front of everyone today. I apologize for being the worst daughter to you, dad,” she said, facing him. “You can hate me for the rest of my life. I am sorry.”

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Unsplash

Edward wasn’t expecting Lisa to own her mistake publicly. He was surprised but at the same time overcome with emotions at seeing his daughter realize her error, so he forgave her.

“Oh, come here,” he cried, embracing her. “Everyone makes mistakes,” he said. “But if you recognize them and work to fix them, you should be forgiven.”

Everyone was moved to tears and applauded the heartwarming reunion.

What can we learn from this story?

  • Love and respect your parents because they go above and beyond for you. Liza realized this when she heard her father’s story on TV and apologized to him for being rude.
  • Everyone makes mistakes, and if they realize it, they should be forgiven. Edward forgave her daughter when he saw she felt guilty for what she’d done.

I Found a Strange Ornament on Our Christmas Tree – Then My FIL Smirked, ‘Now You Know the Truth’

When Eden decided to surprise her husband by decorating the Christmas tree, she uncovered a mysterious heart-shaped ornament bearing a strange detail. Her father-in-law’s sly grin deepened the chill as he uttered: “Now you know the truth, don’t you?”

It started earlier that evening. My husband Liam was working late and he had hung a few ornaments on the tree before darting out the door, promising to finish later.

“Just the usual holiday chaos with my friends,” he’d mumbled with a quick kiss on my forehead, leaving me surrounded with boxes of glittering decorations.

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A man walking away | Source: Midjourney

I decided to surprise him by finishing the tree myself. As I pulled out each ornament, memories spilled out like water from a cracked vase.

The star Liam and I bought the first year we were married. The garland I’d convinced him was perfect even though he teased that it looked like tinsel vomit. Just as I was about to hang the garland, I found something strange on our tree.

A small, shiny, heart-shaped ornament. Glittering symbols shimmered in the soft glow of the fairy lights. But what froze me were the initials scrawled across the front in a delicate flourish: L+N.

My stomach dropped.

I knew every ornament we owned. But this wasn’t one of them.

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A heart-shaped ornament hung on a Christmas tree | Source: Midjourney

“If ‘L’ stands for Liam… what does ‘N’ stand for?” I whispered, my fingers tightening around the ornament. My mind raced, piecing together every late-night phone call and every text Liam had hidden under a casual tilt of his screen.

The sound of footsteps made me turn. My father-in-law, Richard, lingered in the doorway, his eyes sharp and amused. He’d been staying with us for weeks. He’s a bit… complicated and had grown increasingly smug and aloof lately.

His gaze flickered to the ornament, and his mouth curled into a smirk. “Ah,” he said, stepping closer. “So you’ve found it at last.”

“Found what?” My voice cracked, though I tried to keep it steady.

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A shocked woman | Source: Midjourney

Richard crossed his arms, leaning against the wall. “Now you know the truth, don’t you?”

“What truth?”

He chuckled softly, his eyes glinting. “Let’s just say she wanted you to see it. In your house. Where you live.”

“She?” My heart hammered.

He didn’t answer immediately, savoring the tension. “Ask Liam,” he said, shrugging. “Or don’t. Sometimes it’s better to walk away before you dig too deep.”

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A senior man looking at someone | Source: Midjourney

My breath hitched. “Who IS she?”

He just gave me this smug grin and said, “Ah, c’mon, Eden. Don’t act dumb. SHE wanted it here. In this house. Where YOU live.”

“Who? Be clear.”

“NANCY!” he said with deliberate ease.

“Nancy?” I repeated, my voice a fragile whisper. “I need to know everything. Right now.”

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A stunned woman | Source: Midjourney

“Some secrets are like poison, sweetheart. Once you taste them, they change everything.”

“Stop talking in riddles!” I shouted.

Richard’s smirk deepened, and before I could ask anything else, he walked to the hall closet, yanked out a suitcase, and began stuffing my clothes inside.

“What are you doing?”

“Helping you,” he said, not looking up. “You deserve better than this. Better than someone who’d betray you.”

I stood there frozen, gripping the ornament like a lifeline as Richard tossed my jeans and sweaters into the suitcase with almost gleeful precision.

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Clothes in a suitcase | Source: Pexels

“Stop it!” I snapped, yanking the bag from his hands. “You don’t get to—”

He looked up, his eyes suddenly weary. “Liam never told you about his past, did he? Some people are experts at creating the perfect illusion.”

“What does that mean?” I demanded, the ornament still clutched in my trembling hand. “Speak plainly!”

“Some truths,” Richard said, “are better discovered than explained.”

Just as I was about to dig deeper, the sound of the front door creaked open, making us both freeze. Liam was home.

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A man opening a door | Source: Midjourney

“Eden?” his voice called from the doorway, his footsteps growing louder. He appeared in the living room seconds later, his expression flipping from confusion to alarm as he took in the half-packed suitcase and my tear-streaked face.

“What’s going on?” His gaze darted to Richard.

I shoved the ornament toward him. “Tell me what THIS is.”

Liam frowned, taking it from my hands.

“It was on the tree,” I said, my voice trembling. “Your dad said it belonged to someone named Nancy. He said she wanted it here. In OUR house.” I pointed at Richard. “And now he’s packing my things and telling me to leave.”

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A woman holding a Christmas ornament | Source: Midjourney

Liam’s face darkened as he turned to his father. “What did you do?”

Richard faltered. “I just thought she deserved the truth! You’ve been sneaking around—”

“I wasn’t sneaking,” Liam snapped.

“Then explain this!” I shouted, cutting him off. “Who’s Nancy?!”

Liam exhaled, his jaw tightening. “She’s… she’s not what you think.”

“Then tell me what to think!”

“Nancy’s a little girl,” Liam revealed. “She’s eight years old. I met her at the shelter.”

“WHAT?” I blinked, trying to process his words.

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A frustrated man holding his head | Source: Midjourney

“I’ve been volunteering there,” he continued, his voice softening. “Helping with the kids. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to hurt you.”

“Hurt me? How would this hurt me?”

Liam hesitated. “Because… because I know how much you wanted kids. And we can’t.” His voice cracked on the last word. “I didn’t want to make it worse.”

The room spun. “So you’ve been going behind my back to… to—”

“To feel like I could still do something good,” he said quickly.

When Liam said, “Nancy made this for me,” I couldn’t hold back anymore.

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An emotional woman | Source: Midjourney

“You’ve been keeping this secret, volunteering at a shelter, connecting with a child, and you didn’t think I deserved to know?”

“Eden, please,” Liam pleaded, his hands reaching out. “It wasn’t like that.”

“Then tell me exactly what it was like!” I screamed, my composure shattering. “How long have you been hiding this? How many times have you looked me in the eye and said nothing?”

Richard shifted uncomfortably, watching our exchange with a mix of guilt and anxiety.

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An anxious senior man | Source: Midjourney

“I was protecting you,” Liam whispered, his voice raw with emotion. “Protecting us.”

“Protecting me?” I laughed. “From what? From hope? From the possibility of something beautiful?”

The silence stretched, heavy and raw.

“She made this for me,” Liam broke the silence, holding up the ornament. “She said I made her feel safe. She even asked me to adopt her. I just didn’t know how to bring it up to you.”

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A little girl making a glittery Christmas ornament | Source: Midjourney

Richard’s laugh cut through the moment like a blade. “Oh, come on. Do you seriously believe this tale?”

Liam turned on him, his fists clenched. “You knew, didn’t you? You overheard me on the phone, and you twisted it to suit your sick agenda.”

“Agenda?” Richard sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. “You mean exposing you for the liar you are? Someone had to do it. She deserves to know who she’s married to.”

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A senior man yelling at someone | Source: Midjourney

“Liar?” I snapped, my voice trembling with rage. “The only liar here is you, Richard. You knew the truth, and you used it to try to break us apart. What kind of person does that to his own son?”

Richard’s expression hardened, his lips curling into a bitter sneer. “The kind of person who sees through the fairy tale you two think you’re living. Your perfect little life isn’t so perfect, is it?”

Liam took a step forward, his voice low and menacing. “You’ve always been a bitter old man, but this… this is low, even for you. You’re pathetic.”

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An annoyed man | Source: Midjourney

Richard jabbed a finger in Liam’s direction. “Oh, don’t you dare talk to me like that! Her mother and I could’ve had a future if it weren’t for you and Eden tying yourselves together. Eden’s mother and I—”

“What are you even talking about?” I asked, my voice rising in disbelief. “Do you even hear yourself? You’re blaming your son and me for something that never existed in the first place?”

It all came spilling out then, the words dripping with years of resentment. Richard had been in love with my mother since high school. He spoke about her like she was some prize he had been cheated out of, his bitterness twisting each word into something almost unrecognizable.

When I married Liam, any hope he had of rekindling that old, unspoken dream vanished.

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Grayscale shot of a newlywed couple | Source: Unsplash

Liam’s jaw tightened as he shook his head. “You really think that justifies what you’ve done? You tried to destroy my marriage because of some twisted fantasy? You don’t deserve her, and you sure as hell don’t deserve to be part of my family.”

“You’re pathetic,” I said, tears burning my eyes as I took a step closer. “I can’t even believe I let you stay in our home. You’ll never get to hurt us again.”

Liam’s voice was cold and final, his eyes locked on Richard. “Get out, Dad. And don’t come back.”

Richard looked between us, his face a storm of anger and humiliation. But he said nothing. He just grabbed his suitcase and dragged it out the door. He left that night, taking his bitterness with him and leaving us to pick up the pieces of his cruelty.

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An upset senior man | Source: Midjourney

The days that followed were a blur of raw conversations and quiet rebuilding. Liam and I talked late into the night, untangling the knots of mistrust Richard had planted.

When we finally felt ready, we reached out to the shelter. Liam introduced me to Nancy, and my heart softened the moment I saw her. She was small for her age, with bright eyes and a warm smile that broke my heart in the best way.

“She’s been through a lot,” Liam murmured as Nancy shyly handed me a picture she’d drawn of the three of us. “But she’s still so hopeful.”

And just like that, I knew I had to follow my heart. We filed the paperwork to adopt her a month later. And soon, Nancy walked into our lives like a little miracle.

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A cheerful little girl holding a unicorn plushie | Source: Midjourney

As I sat by the softly glowing Christmas tree, my eyes kept drifting to a new ornament nestled among the branches. It was small, glittery, and shaped like a heart. My fingers brushed against it more times than I could count, tracing the initials “L+N+E” in sparkly gold.

Liam. Nancy. Eden.

It wasn’t just an ornament… it was a reminder. Of the battles we’d faced. Of the lies that had tried to tear us apart. And of the love that had stitched us back together, stronger than I ever thought possible.

Love hadn’t been perfect, but that year, it was ours. And no one could take it away.

A cute glittery Christmas ornament on a tree | Source: Midjourney

A cute glittery Christmas ornament on a tree | Source: Midjourney

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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